Protected: “i’m free! i’m free!” *immediately falls into hole*
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Category: Courtney / Inspiration
rob bell: where’d you park *your* spaceship?
At the end of this post is an audio recording of my phone call with Rob Bell, if you want to scroll past my entire preamble and get down to business. If not, read on! Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, I was a Christian missionary in the former East Germany, …
the one where i got a tattoo
There was a time when I loathed tattoos. This was when I was still my fearful child self, my anxiety-ridden teen self, and my superconfused young adult self. Anything different was terrifying. I know. Welcome To Humanness, right? People with tattoos intimidated the shit out of me. Remember, this was Germany in the ’80s and …
what is fun? (baby don’t hurt me)
Yes. I chose that title specifically to get a certain song stuck in your head. If you’re American or GenX* or both, you’ll know which one it is. You’re welcome. (*I’m planning a near-future post concerning my thoughts on the very American phenomenon of shoving humans of the past 130ish years into boxes labeled with …
resetting my brain AGAIN, definitely
Well, so far so good on the dopamine reset. Sort of. I started these resetting shenanigans late Sunday evening. Early Tuesday evening, I opened up the Instagram app to check messages. Yes, I know I’m supposed to be avoiding social media. But I set myself the rule that this means doom/scrolling and doesn’t include private …
giving up god for lent
So. Here’s the two-hour fireside tale in a two-minute summary: I was raised in and spent most of my adult life committed to a conservative Christian denomination. Outwardly, I always seemed fully committed to all of the faith practices the denomination taught; but inwardly, I was on a journey of questioning, doubting, experimenting, discarding, deconstructing, …
santapants
Via @MrSteveProctor on Twitter: “Penn Square (Mall in Oklahoma City) used to be an open shopping center. Santa arrived each year via helicopter, climbing down a rope ladder. (In) 1963, Santa’s pants fell off while he was still in midair. It was the best thing ever.” Pantsless Claus.
bad kitties and benicio del toro
Tally-ho, cutiepies! I was piffling around on Twitter and found a dream I’d shared there last year. Since it’s been forlikeEVER since I’ve blogged a dream, I thought it high time to rectify that oversight. *ahem* Here goes…. October 25, 2018Thanks to last night’s insomnia, I had to take a mid-morning nap or die. So …
the definitive light-walkers post
That is a horrible title, but I don’t care. So, in cobbling together my previous post (and in trying to navigate the new UI of WordPress that has interloped since last I blogged [by Grabthar’s Hammer, I HATE new user-interfaces]), I realized that I’ve never really done a comprehensive post about the Light-Walkers universe. Doing …
2018 book reads
Well, we’re multiple days into 2019, and I’ve not yet updated the two of you (who still read this blog) on my reading list for the previous year. So here ya go. To recap: last year’s goal was to read one nonfiction book concurrently with every fiction book. That sort of worked out. I met …